Alarms were blaring in An Ziqi's head. What on earth was he trying to do?
Before she could react, Xiao Moli was already bending down and kissing her.
His cool, thin lips pressed against her soft ones, and his hot tongue meticulously swept over her lips inch by inch.
An Ziqi was dumbfounded and rooted to the spot.
The scene froze at this moment.
Ye Wuge, in a rather kind-hearted gesture, didn't call cut, thus giving Xiao Moli the scene that he had been cruelly denied earlier.
It was only when the studio door came to life with a loud bang that all the crew members came to their senses, turned their heads in unison, and saw Bai Xinxin, covering her face and storming out of the room.
What on earth happened to their goddess?
"That's a wrap."
Ye Wuge didn't give a damn about the fuss Bai Xinxin had stirred, and called out in a teasing tone, a playful grin on his face.